PARIS | Kylian Mbappe

70 PART ONE| Where Do We Go Now?

"We have to leave", I said speed walking to Kylian who was on his way to me with a frown on his face. Grabbing his hand I spun him around and pulled him up the beach. I was shaking and my mind was everywhere.

"Woah, what's wrong? Who was that?", he said as I didn't want everyone to see me pulling him because it was something that would for sure draw attention.

"It was nothing, just come and let's leave, I want to go", I said quickly getting more panicked. I just felt so numb, how the hell did he find me?

"Sav no, who is he? What did he say to you?", he said looking at me concerned but I didn't answer. "Sav?".

"Drop it, Kylian just take me home", I said lowly.

"Sav what-.."

And I just felt so ticked over the edge I didn't care anymore. "He raped me!", I whispered harshly watching his face drop. I gasped slightly at myself hearing the words out loud. I felt scared stiff. Was he watching me because he was definitely following me.

There was a short silence before Kylian composed himself as he looked down at me. "Wait here".

Quickly running up to him I wrapped my hand around his. "Please don't leave me on my own".

"Okay okay, it's alright I'm not going anywhere", he whispered seeing the tears fall as I couldn't frantically stop looking around. "Raph", he whispered waving over one of his security guards. I was too out of it to even listen to what he was saying to his security but I was greatful when he swung his arm around my shoulder and led us off the beach to the car waiting where we hopped in ignoring all the calls for us, well I did anyway but Kylian being the kind person he is stopped for a few photos.

"Can you take us back to the jet, please?", Kylian said to the driver as he nodded taking us back to the airfield where the private jet was waiting and once we got on board I sighed a huge sigh of relief. The air was quiet, none of us speaking as I just looked out the window down at the earth below. As much as I didn't want to ask, I really wanted to know what Kylian was now thinking. Did he think less of me? Did he think I was a whore? Oh my god, what if he thought I cheated on him?

"Savanna?", I heard his voice knocking me out my day dream as I jumped making him jump to. I quickly looked away, I couldn't make eye contact, I felt humiliated. Reaching out to touch me, I backed away and looked out as we moved through the clouds. "Sav, talk to me please".

I saw the hurt on his face and it made me so damn sad. "I was going to tell you what happened", I mumbled not looking at him. "I wasn't going to keep it from you forever".

"Is this what the scars are from?", he asked.

I could not put into words the embaressment I felt right now having to speak to Kylian of all people about this. I nodded.

Hearing his phone ring, he excused himself to talk going into the next room before emerging and sitting back down next to me. "That was one of the security, they have the guy, he is being taken in for questioning".

"I still have the clothes I wore that night, Alex handed them in to the police from the thing about Michael", I mumbled feeling so grateful for Kylian and his power. I instantly felt a little eased. But then I realised I had just blurted out something else he didn't know about, Michael.

I saw him grit his teeth as he squeezed his eyes shut for a second. "Michael? Michael Ricose? What about Michael?".

As I prepared to feel the ultimate embarrassment, I sucked it up and decided since we were on the subject, I might aswell tell him everything and let me tell you, that did not go down well.